meowji photo studio

That night, Qiao Ke worked overtime and edited the family portraits of the Cuban cockroaches.

The cockroaches in human form are equipped with colorful lights against the background of the wooden house, and the warm atmosphere is really like elves.

Qiao Ke packed the photos, and when he wanted to call Qiao Miao, he found that she had turned into an animal again and went to sleep.

In order not to disturb her constantly, Qiao Ke simply retouched the peacock photos he took in the afternoon.

Unlike the warmth of cockroaches, the still photos of peacocks should be as delicate as possible.But fortunately, there are not many, this kind of film can only have a perfect one.

After repairing it, Qiao Ke was eager to change his computer background again.

In fact, before, she would print out satisfactory photos, make a photo wall, and change it every once in a while.

Now that the photo wall has not been built, thinking about the small vinegar bag at home, it seems impossible.

Qiao Ke sighed slightly, with a little sweetness in his helplessness.She got up and went outside to call Meowji, pulled its warm body out of the cat litter, and when she held it in her arms, it was a mass of soft fat.

Unable to hold back, Qiao Ke buried his face in Miaoji's chest, rubbing back and forth, left and right.

In the end, Miaoji slapped him on the head.

Qiao Ke raised his head with a smile, and Meowji rolled over in her arms, licking the fur on his chest with his mouth raised.

"You hate me so much." Qiao Miao patted its head, "Then do you want to lick the top of it again?"

Meowji bared her teeth.

Qiao Ke carried it to the computer: "The photos of Xiaofei and Peacock have been repaired, please send them."

Meowji, who is doing business, is very agile, stepping on the keyboard with her paws as if dancing.Qiao Ke sat aside and looked at it, took two photos with her mobile phone, and thought her kitten was so cute.

After sending the email, Meowji went to bed again. Qiao Ke guessed that it probably ate some energy crystals, thinking that it would not disturb it tomorrow and let the kitten have a good rest.

But things backfired.

At noon the next day, a mother came to the store and wanted to make an appointment for Qiao Ke to take pictures of the baby's first birthday. Qiao Ke was discussing the shooting plan with her. As soon as Erlang sat on his legs, he opened his mouth and said, "I am very dissatisfied with yesterday's photos."

In front of other customers, this is really a real mess.

Mom's expression changed in an instant, Qiao Ke put down the pen in his hand, and asked Peacock: "What's not satisfied?"

"It's completely incomparable to the photos you took for others!" Peacock, no matter whether other people were present or not, spoke with a stick in his arms, "In terms of appearance and aura, I am not inferior to He Jiuxiao at all, but the photos you took are completely different. It can't be compared with her!"

With normal human customers around, Qiao Ke certainly couldn’t yell back, so he smiled and said, “What aspects are you talking about that can’t be compared?”

Peacock frowned, confidently: "Her Weibo was reposted 10,000+ times, and I posted Baibai. One night passed, and there were only a few thousand reposts!!!"

Qiao Ke clasped his hands, resisting the urge to hit the peacock, and still asked with a smile, "What is Baibai?"

"You don't even know Baibai! You are too ignorant, no wonder you don't repost it much, is it because you don't know what Baibaier likes at all?!"

"First of all," Qiao Ke stood up and approached Peacock and said, "When you first explained the purpose of the photo, you didn't mention the social software Baibai, nor did you say that your purpose is to get a lot of reposts. Secondly You have not considered whether Baibai's user base and interaction ratio are the same as those of Weibo. Finally, whether your popularity and public influence can be compared with Ms. He's is up to everyone to judge, not you. "

Qiao Ke lowered his voice and stared at Peacock: "From now on, you probably can't compare with Ms. He."

Peacock stared round, pointed at her, and remained silent for a while.

Qiao Ke pressed his finger down: "I'll point out when I think of a good word, I have other customers now, first come first, first come first, you can either sit on the sofa over there and wait for a while, or you go out now. I will pay for the photo shoot." I won't ask you for any money."

After speaking, Qiao Ke turned around and sat next to the mother, and continued to discuss the plan with her, ignoring the peacock.

Peacock was silent for a while, and finally stood up and walked out the door. Although Qiao Ke felt sorry for not being able to get a toy for Miaoji, she was quite relieved to get rid of such a difficult and neurotic client.

But it turns out that she really underestimated Mr. Golden Peacock.

Mr. Golden Peacock didn't want to leave, Mr. Golden Peacock played a rogue outside the door.

During this period of time, customers often approached the photo studio, so Golden Peacock pulled them away and said, "Don't go, I was just cheated by this boss."

He said this very loudly, just for Qiao Ke to hear.

When the peacock yelled for the third time, Qiao Ke finally got angry and stopped working. He sent the customer out and walked into the house without saying a word, pulling the peacock by the arm. The peacock shouted loudly: "You What are you doing!"

Qiao Ke gritted his teeth: "Don't you know what I'm doing?"

When it's time to get mad, Qiao Ke can use his breastfeeding strength.

Peacock is tall, but he is really thin. At this time, he didn't drag Qiao Ke, and was dragged into the house abruptly.

Qiao Miao came down when she heard the sound, Qiao Ke gave her a wink, and Qiao Miao ran over to close the door and window very well.

The photo studio is closed for the time being, and the natural light has gone out by half, and the peacock shouted loudly: "It's murder!"

Qiao Miao was still holding the iron hook for pulling the shutter door, now she came over, put the iron hook on her shoulder, pointed the hook pointing directly at the peacock, it was really like a murder weapon for killing birds.

Peacock's voice began to tremble a little: "What are you guys doing?"

"I need to ask you that." Qiao Ke looked at him, "What do you want to do? Kick my restaurant and smash my signboard? Do you think I'm scared?"

When she said that, Qiao Miao smiled, looked at the peacock, and suddenly said, "Are you here to return the gift?"

At this time, the return gift from the peacock's tail brought out a bloody and terrifying taste.

Qiao Miao dexterously swung the iron hook into a circle, full of violence: "Are you paying for it yourself, or do you want me to take it from you?"

The room was dimly lit, and Qiao Miao's pupils were narrowed, looking cold and cruel.

Whenever this happens, Qiao Ke always thinks of those big cats.

Peacock's body trembled, and his voice finally softened: "I just want to retake..."

"Oh?" Qiao Miao looked puzzled, "Why do you want to reshoot?"

"Because..." Peacock glanced at the iron hook, "Because I didn't take a good picture myself."

It's quite time-conscious.

Qiao Miao frowned: "That's your own problem."

"Then can't I take another shot?" Peacock said timidly.

"No, we won't accept it." Qiao Miao said, "Pay the money for this shooting." After a pause, she emphasized: "Not one of them can be missed."

This is to... pluck the hair on the spot?

Qiao Ke tilted his head, let go of the hand that was still holding the peacock's clothes, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

But Peacock's focus was completely off. He became anxious all of a sudden, and shouted again: "You have to answer it! Why don't you answer mine when everyone else answers it!"

"Why didn't you pick you up, don't you think?" Qiao Miao stared at him.

Peacock looked left and right, aimed at a decorative carpet laid by Qiao Ke next to him, and suddenly rushed over.

Qiao Ke thought there was some kind of weapon over there, so he stepped forward nervously to block Qiao Miao, but the peacock didn't take anything, and when he reached the place, he fell down and lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Both Qiao Miao and Qiao Ke's eyes widened in shock.

The peacock collapsed on the ground, regained its volume and yelled: "I just want to take a picture, why didn't you take it for me! What's wrong with me! If you don't take a picture for me today, I won't leave! You discriminate against me! I want to sue To the Bird Protection Society!"

"You should be sent to the Second Hospital." Qiao Miao said, "It specializes in treating mental illness."

Peacock was so angry that his eyes were red, and his voice choked up when he shouted: "Don't I just want to take a picture? Why are you all against me? So many people say that I am beautiful, but Xiangxiang doesn't give a single praise Let me tell you, we have been close to each other for three years, and we have not spoken more than three sentences, and there are so many people chasing her, I have worked very hard..."

Seeing a big man lying on the ground was about to burst into rivers of tears.Qiao Ke couldn't stand it anymore, raised his hand and said, "Stop, stop!"

"Stop, stop!" The peacock was even more aggrieved by this shout, and the tears that were in his eyes really fell down, "I dare not say it with animals, can't I say it with humans?! I have liked her for three years, what she likes to eat, what she likes to wear, I know better than anyone else, I have changed into what she likes for her, why she still refuses to look at me..."

"Are you taking pictures for her?" Qiao Ke quickly changed the subject.

"Who else can I be for if not for her?" The peacock wailed loudly, and shouted in a tone of poetry: "I love you, like the wind that has traveled eighty thousand miles without asking the return date!"

Qiao Ke glanced at Qiao Miao, and the expression on Qiao Miao's face was hard to describe.

"When I miss you, I feel a little happy, but I feel a little sad when I miss you!" Peacock continued to shout.

Qiao Miao threw away the iron hook and raised her hands to cover her ears.

"I don't ask you to understand, my mood is thousands of miles away!"

Qiao Ke also covered his ears.

"If I were a fish and you were water, how wonderful it would be! Water will always know what a fish thinks, because a fish is in the heart of water. But I am not a fish, and you are not water, and you will never know my love , because I may not be in your heart at all!" Peacock was distraught, and tears flowed down his face.

"I'll help you shoot!" Qiao Ke shouted, "Stop singing, I'll help you shoot!"

The peacock turned to look at her, and had to recite his lines: "If I were a fish and you were water, can I swim into your heart?"

"Don't tease me." Qiao Ke strode over, grabbed Peacock's arm and pulled him up, "Open your Baibai, let me see the homepage of the girl you have a crush on, and let's take pictures of her favorite style .”

Peacock got up, his legs were still on the ground, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and clicked on the app placed in the most prominent place on the desktop.In the special attention, the girl's homepage was opened, the name: Princess Xiangxiang.

Princess Xiangxiang likes chicken soup with good morning, life is beautiful, good night, chicken soup for an intellectual girl, going to the gym in the morning with sweaty waist, reading and watching movies in the afternoon to extract quotations, lighting candles in the evening, eating a meal regardless of whether it is good or not, But it must be a nice dinner to photograph.

Of course, there are a lot of selfies, with big eyes, high nose bridge and pointed chin, whether worn around the neck or worn on the body, they are all fashionable and beautiful.

Peacock looked at her photo, lowered his brows, sad for spring and autumn: "I see, the world is beautiful, and the sun is shining; but I can't see it, the sky is dark, and life is lost."

"Shut up." Qiao Ke said.

The author has something to say: Peacock: "The wood said to the fire: 'Hold me'! The fire hugged the wood, and the wood smiled and turned into ashes! The fire cried! The tears extinguished itself! When the wood falls in love with the fire, it is destined to be burned ..."

Two Two: Solemnly declare that the quotations of peacocks are all from the Internet and have nothing to do with me!It doesn't matter!